Inna Kabysh

INNA KABYSH: "I Know: the Hell..."

"I Know: the Hell..."

I know: the Hell is around
When lips are together pressed.
But absence of any sound
Still is no muteness.
Just a false note, tho. sounds,
Is never heard by a heart.
...But from the people in silence,
Raises the people bard.
Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, February, 2003

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